Help me, Mikael!
도와줘, 미카엘
“Mikael, don’t you want to sleep with me?” “…You’re driving me crazy, Catherine.” Ever since we were children, Mikael, my childhood friend, was always by my side. He was so fiercely devoted that sometimes I couldn’t tell whether he was acting like a knight or my bodyguard. Using my weak constitution as an excuse, Mikael protected me to the point that he wouldn’t allow anyone to lay even a fingertip on me. So I decided to make him the most daring proposal. Mikael’s large hand, which had been trying to push me away, began to tremble faintly. It was then that, behind the mask called “childhood friend” that had defined our entire lives, a beast-like thirst revealed itself.